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Life in Motion is series of posts about motorcycle rides that Rider, Writer and Video Storyteller, Rodney Myers, has traveled. Long or short, epic or simple, you can find his ride reports and thoughts from the saddle here and in Southeastern Rider Magazine.

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I know, every state proclaims there is nothing like it in the fall, and all the colors. I have not been in many other states in the autumn, but I have spent a lot of time riding through the amazing colors of Indiana. I have to say, there is nothing like the color in Indiana. Like a slow motion grand finale of a fireworks display, the trees burst with color.

If you live in Indiana, and it is Fall, then Brown County State Park is on the tip of your tongue, and the fold of your map. Well, we are about to embark on a trip to this famous state park. Your first thought may be to head right down State Road 135, and yes it is a beautiful way to get from the capital city to the rolling hills of this preserve. However, I look at State Road 135 as the "super slab", or Highway Path to Nashville, Indiana and its adjacent scenery. Notice I don't even mention Interstate 65.

We are going to start today's trip outside the circle city, fueling up befor…

February 5, 2005:
From the last day that you go for a ride, when you live in a area with a riding season, you start thinking about the first ride of the next season, and as the calendar winds down to end of another year, you wonder when that next ride might be. So with a forecast of sunny skies and temperatures near 60 Degrees, it doesn't long for spring fever to get to me. On the invitation of Ron, extended to all of Reed's Eaters, I embarked on the second ride of the year. Reed's Eaters is a underground name for the group of riders who gather every Sunday, usually at Shapiro's in downtown Indianapolis. Mr. Reed is in charge of the e-mail list, so he gets the name, but not the naming rights.

I was the first to arrive at Dreyer Honda, a Motorcycle Shop located on the West Side of Indianapolis. I believe the West Washington Street Dealership is the oldest in the United States. I got there early to pick up some Honda Spray Cleaner. I do mention the cleanerr by name, …

The first day of 2005 was not a pretty day. I sent out an e-mail telling anyone that was interested, to meet me for lunch at Sero's in Cumberland, and we would ride someplace. I think it was about fifty degrees, gray and foggy. I waited for 15 minutes past the meeting time, and decided that no one else was showing up. I couldn't blame them. it was ugly out here. I decided for a quicker lunch, and was the first customer of the Cumberland Subway for 2005. I'm sure I wasn't going to be the last, and I wasn't even going to try to be their last customer. There were no balloons, no fanfare, just a good sandwich created by the sandwich artist.

I took off on US 40, The National Road, toward Greenfield. I fully intended to ride out further, as I wanted to check out some roads that I had mapped out with Streets and Trips. I already knew that Old Spiceland Road was a good, twisty road, but I was looking for others in the area. By the time I got to Greenfield,…